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// Pearly Whites 
// Story: Journal of Occasional Nonsensicality 
// by Acryliks 
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“Excuse me, are you... Danny?” 

I looked up from my book to see a nurse standing in front of me. I glanced past her, only to see Vinyl with a large goofy look on her face. I lowered my head and sighed, taking a moment to gather my thoughts. 

“Yep, that’s me! I assume Vinyl is ready to leave...?” I asked, smiling at the nurse with an understanding look. 

“Yes, she’s all done today, and ready for some rest,” she said, looking back to Vinyl as she did. 

“Ah... pfffpfpt... I don’t need rest, I need ice cream!” Vinyl yelled out. The nurse ducked under her hoof as she waved it through the air. The nurse pulled on my shirt, and I bent down to listen to her.

“She’s coming down from a new type of anesthesia that the EDA is using, so she’ll be like this for a few more hours while it wears off,” she whispered to me. I thought back to the research I had done before this to know what I was getting myself into, and I nodded my thanks. 

“Alright, come on champ, it’s time to go,” I told Vinyl as I guided her towards the door of the dentists office.

“...good luck!” the nurse called out. I looked back at her with a half-smile on my face. 

“Good luck to you too! You’ll need it!” Vinyl called back, before I ushered her out of the office. 

“Hey man, whadd’ya in such a hurry for? Relax... just go with the flow...” Vinyl told me, practically falling over as she did. 

Oh, sorry, I can't. I have... rehearsal. I have a rehearsal to attend. You don't mind taking her, right?

I briefly cursed Octavia in my mind for giving me the short stick. 

“And I thought anesthesia was supposed to make you loopy, not high...” I murmured to myself. 

“Whad’ja say?” Vinyl asked me. 

“I said... that... ice cream is a great idea,” I lied. I didn’t want to see what Vinyl would be like if she got upset now. 

“Now that’s... that’s the, uh... the spirit,” Vinyl stumbled, being distracted by a butterfly that had passed us by. 

“Come on Vinyl, don’t you want to go to Swirl’s? We’d better get there before they run out of Mint Chocolate,” I coerced Vinyl away from the butterfly. I saw her ears perk up, before she slowly turned around. She looked at me, eyes twitching. 

“I, uh... they probably won’t actually run out of it...” I backtracked. 

“Not this time!” Vinyl yelled as she ran past me, breaking out into a sprint towards Swirl’s ice cream shop. 

“God...” I sighed as I took off after her. 

Next time, Octavia is taking Vinyl to the dentist...